A few years ago, I dated a young Brazilian woman named Maria. She was stunningly beautiful, about 5'7, 120 pounds, big tits, and a tight body. She was a fitness instructor at my gym and I finally found the nerve to ask her out. We dated for about 18 months and it was some of the best sex I ever had. I don't know what it was about her, but it was like her pussy was the exact fit for my cock.
She was very experimental in bed and loved to try new things. She really opened my eyes to what great sex could be. As we progressed in our relationship and our sex life, she got pretty freaky. It started out with her asking me to spray my cum on her tits and she'd spread it around. After a few times of doing that, she once asked me to lick it off her. At first I was reluctant, but it eventually became routine. I'd pull out of her when I got close and shoot my load on to her belly, ass, or tits and then immediately lick it off her. She really seemed to get off on it!
On those occasions where I came inside her, she liked to have me clean her pussy after. I always just figured it was just us, so what's the big deal? Then she started to play with my ass while giving me head. The first time she did it, I was so surprised I came right away. It was one of the best orgasms I'd had up to that point, and they only got more intense. Sometimes, she'd have me get on all fours and then she'd take an agonizingly long time rimming my ass and jerking my cock, getting me close to cumming and then stopping.
I normally have a large amount of semen come out of me during orgasm, but that time I think I came about a pint's worth. Playing with my ass become something I really enjoyed her doing to me and I began to ask for it more and more. She eventually started to use a vibrator on me and I really enjoyed that as well. She became more dominant in our bedroom play and I didn't mind at all.
Then came the day that she bought a strap-on dildo. Not a big one, mind you. Maybe it was 6 inches long or so. It had balls attached to it. I laughed the first time she showed it to me. I wasn't laughing very long, though, because it was in my mouth a few minutes later. And then in my ass not long after that. It felt strange at first to have someone fucking me. It was much different than the dildo, though. With the strap on, she was in total control and I was at her very whim. But the feeling of her hips hitting my ass as she fucked me was something that I'd fantasize about years afterwards. I loved the fact that she was strong and knew what she wanted.
Things were going along great until she took a better job in Miami and moved away. I missed her greatly, but I had no opportunity to get there due to my very specific job in San Diego. We kept in touch as best we could but we eventually drifted apart and only spoke once or twice a year. I eventually dated other women in my area but none compared to Maria and what she could do to me.
After dating and sleeping with a woman for a time, I'd always ask them to start playing with my ass. Most would only do it once and that would be it. One simply got up and left my house, calling me "sick" as she left. After Maria, it was difficult to find someone willing to do the things that she did for me and to me. Ah, well.
Maria called me drunk off her ass about 18 months ago and told me she was getting married. We talked for a while and I wished her all the best. She told me to make sure I called her if I ever was in Miami. I promised her I would.
Three weeks ago, my boss had a family emergency and couldn't make a scheduled business trip to Miami and asked me to take his place. I immediately called Maria and told her I was coming. Sadly, she was going to be out of town for the first few days of my stay in Miami, but she told me she'd make sure to get back before I left. When made it to Miami, I texted her and told her what hotel I was at and how long I'd be in town. She texted back almost right away to tell me she'd be back in two days. We agreed to get together for lunch the day she returned.
Those two days seemed to stretch into forever. I knew that she was married and that the probability that we'd hook up was very slim if any at all, but I still couldn't stop fantasizing about hopping into bed with her again. It was difficult to concentrate on work and would often check my phone for messages from her during meetings.
The day we were to meet for lunch, I practically ran to the restaurant we were to meet at. I had arrived first, so I grabbed a table and ordered a drink, keeping a constant eye on the door.
True to form, Maria entered about 10 minutes later, looking like she owned the place. She waved her hand dismissively at the hostess as she strode right by her and toward me. I rose to greet her, my cock starting to harden in my suit pants. It had only been about 3 years since I last saw her and she looked exactly the same: Sexy as hell and in perfect form. She was wearing a pants suit in navy blue and her long black hair was flowing down past her shoulders. I hugged her hard and she took my face in her hands and kissed me fully on the lips. My lips parted and I felt her tongue slide between them. There was no doubt she should feel my hardness against her hip as we embraced.
We sat down and she ordered a glass of wine and we caught up. We talked about old times and what we'd been up to since we last talked. Married life had obviously been treating her well, I commented, and she laughed.
"You wouldn't believe how difficult it was to find someone like you, Michael," she said. "I looked forever and was about to give up when I met Luiz. He's a lot like you, but not physically." She explained that he was a few inches shorter than my six-foot frame and not near as built.
"There are other physical differences as well," she said with a wry smile.
As I laughed, my face reddened. She used to tell me that I had the biggest cock she'd ever had before. She measured it once and laughed when the tape measure read eight inches. But she once told me that the length didn't matter, it was the girth. I was pretty big around.
"How about you?" she asked. "You're not married yet?"
"Not yet, " I told her. "I've had no luck at all finding anyone who could compete with the memories I have from being with you. I'm afraid you've ruined me for women, my dear. There's no one who compares to you." I held up my glass and we toasted to old times.
We talked over our drinks and decided to skip lunch and have another round. The conversation turned, as I'd hoped it would, to sex.
"To tell you the truth," she told me, "when I'm in bed with Luiz, I sometimes think of you. Is that strange?"
"Not at all," I said. "I think of you all the time. I can't help it. You were the best sex I've ever had."
"Oh?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes indeed," I said. "The best sex I've ever had, I think, was the second-to-last time we were in bed."
"Well, what made that one so special?" she asked smiling.
"A few things, I think. You kept your stockings on for one thing. You didn't do that very often and it always turned me on. You kept starting and stopping and not letting me finish, so when I did I thought my head was going to explode. That kind of thing."
We talked for a little while longer, my cock hard the entire time, when she looked at her watch and told me she had to go. I asked if I could see her again before I left and she told me she'd let me know. I walked her to the door and kissed her again and said good-bye. I couldn't stop watching her ass as she walked away.
That afternoon, I was in a dreadfully boring meeting when my phone lit up with a text from Maria.
Maria: Is your cock still hard?
I had to read it twice. I looked around the room to make sure no one was paying attention to what I was doing and replied.
Me: You know it is.
Seconds later she responded.
Maria: I want to see.
Maria: Send me a picture.
